Google It

Google is such a beautiful and terrifying thing: the more we use it, the more information it knows about us. It knows what we like to watch and read, and any other information we put out there on social media. Google knows everything.

Isn’t that a terrifying sentence to read? (Sorry, that was rhetorical. Hell yeah, it’s scary.)

The last five things I’ve searched are the following, according to the search engine:

Dead Man’s Toe gif. I was trying to find a gif for this line from Hocus Pocus for a blog post from the other day. I couldn’t find one, and that bothers me more than it probably should.

Get in the flask gif. I searched this one for the same reason as the dead man’s toe gif. It’s one of my favorite lines from the Adam Sandler movie, Little Nicky. I couldn’t find one for either of the entries, man, and that made me a little sad for the internet. I’d get a good use out of them.

How to dropkick. So I might have anger issues, because I seriously looked up on how to dropkick somebody. No big deal. (I learned that I would really need to know how to center my weight to do that…and how to jump up high enough…yikes.)

Sal from Impractical Jokers. This was just because I was showing Amanda how one of the vloggers that I watch, Heath Hussar, looks a whole lot like him. I showed her pictures of them next to each other. She agreed, but she didn’t seem as excited about it as I was.

Universally hated songs. I’m just a really curious person. Disney’s It’s A Small World is the number one most hated song on multiple different lists, in case if you wanted to know.

What’s the last thing you Googled? It’s probably just as random as my entries…